Two Hundred One

The world folds in on itself and swallows everything you were, all you hoped to be. In place of the person you planned, a new one will grow. Your old experiences and the places they led you will become nourishment for the clean slate from which you will soon spring. Don’t lose this second chance; don’t let it slip by the way you squandered that first spectacular opportunity.

About John Swinburn

"Love not what you are but what you may become."― Miguel de Cervantes
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